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As Vigilie said, when Calvin rubbed his wet hair with a bath towel and stepped out of the bathroom steaming, he did look much better than before.At least his eyes are no longer bloodshot, and his face is not as blue as a zombie.

Of course, the most important thing is emotion.

His mood has completely calmed down.

The normal, cold and slightly violent speakeasy bartender is back in the world - or so it seems.

He walked slowly into the living room in the bathrobe (still smelling of fabric softener) that Virgili had provided him.The strands of hair on the forehead gathered together, and a drop of water dripped down.

Virgil was sitting on the couch on the phone.

"...yes, please send a full set of men's clothes...underwear is also needed...that's right...I'll send you the measurements later..."

Calvin leaned back on the sofa and listened to Virgil's soft voice.

Perhaps sensing Calvin's approach, Virgil turned around with his phone in his hands, and Calvin waved at him.

Another drop of water fell from Calvin's hair and wet his cheek.

"boom--"

Virgil was very obviously stunned for a moment, and the phone slipped from his fingertips to the ground, making a muffled sound.

"Calvin your eyes... your face..."

He stared blankly at Calvin's face, and murmured absentmindedly.

Calvin stretched out his fingers and pressed the corners of his eyes, his pair of purple pupils shone like iolite under the light-colored eyelashes.

"If you mean this...I've been wearing colored contact lenses."

Calvin said.Because of the previous vomiting, there was still a little hoarseness in his voice.

Accompanied by Calvin's words, Virgil's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You, you look, I mean you look a little different too..."

Vigily's voice became softer and his breathing gradually increased. He raised his head and traced Calvin's face with his eyes.

It was a face that should not belong to this real and filthy world—it was the face of heaven and gods, like Pan carved out of ivory and jewels by pagans, or like hallucinations of saints dying see the angel.He gathered almost all the beauties that human beings could imagine, and every inch of his skin seemed to be shining with hazy light.

Calvin smiled.He didn't tell Virgili how long it took him in the bathroom to wash off the shadows and foundation that he used to shape his face.

He reached out and lifted Virgil's chin.

"So you like me the way you do?"

He leaned down and whispered in Virgil's ear.

The aroma of shower gel oozes from Calvin's white skin along with the moist breath.

"Pa..." Another drop of water fell from Calvin's wet hair and landed on Virgil's face, but the latter didn't even blink his eyes—this poor young man seemed to be stared at by a snake Like a frog, his body was so stiff that he couldn't move at all.

"I, I, I...I still have a phone...your clothes...that..."

Vigily stared blankly at Calvin, speaking incoherently without meaning.

Then he jumped up with a flushed face as if awakened from a start.

He bent down in panic, ready to pick up the phone—seemingly intending to avoid Calvin's gaze by doing so.

"I... I was ordering clothes for you just now, uh, I will send someone to wash your previous clothes..." Virgil did not dare to look up at all. From Calvin's angle, he could clearly see that the back of the other party's neck was completely damaged. Turned pink skin and sweat.

Calvin smiled softly, and the moment Virgil reached out to get the phone, he stepped on Virgil's hand with the sole of his foot.

"Well--"

Virgil made a clear swallowing sound.

He froze as motionless as a stone statue.

"Ga, Calvin?"

After a long time, Virgili made an extremely hoarse and weak voice.

"look up."

Calvin said to him.

Virjili raised his head slowly, his expression was very strange, mixed with strong obsession and bewilderment that could not be concealed.

Calvin lowered his head and sucked Virgil's lips.

"boom……"

Calvin put his hand on Virgil's chest, and he easily pushed Virgil on the soft carpet, and then he fell down himself.

A weak, squeezed whimper escaped Virgil's throat, and he threw his arms around Calvin's shoulders, while Calvin cupped Virgil's face in his hands, and he deepened the kiss .

……

A few minutes later, Calvin let go of Virgil with some difficulty. He sat on Virgil's body and looked down at her, his thumb gently gliding over the lips that were swollen from the kiss.

"Omg I should cry for your exes, your kissing skills are so sad."

He said.

However, Vigilie was still the same, staring at Calvin dully as if his soul had come out of his body. He didn't even seem to understand the current situation, but Calvin could feel the violent drumming in his chest. That young man, Beneath the warm and firm chest, the heart was beating wildly.

Virgili's breathing was as heavy as a badly made bellows.

"I... I don't understand..."

he said hoarsely to Calvin.His dazed and instinctive longing mixed with his handsome and lovable face, which seemed almost distorted.

Calvin raised an eyebrow.

"I thought I had explained everything," he said. "I want to sleep with you."

"Up, up, up... I, I, I'm still..."

Vigily repeated Calvin's words like a mentally handicapped man, as if he was really about to faint.

"Oh, God..." Calvin frowned slightly at Virgil's appearance. He reached out to stroke back the wet hair hanging on his forehead, and his pupils became more and more dilated after leaving the cover of the contact lens. Appearing bright and deep, no one can ignore his madness under the surface of calmness, "Isn't that why you have been close to me all this time? Congratulations, I don't hate a boy who looks like you, and it is very rare and coincident The thing is, I want to have a shot tonight."

Calvin shrugged at Virgil: "So to make it easier, I need to relieve the pressure and you get the wish. So can we stop this 'no no no help' rape game now? "

He looked at Virgil's hand that was sunk deep into the carpet and said, the latter's fingers pinched the poor fabric as if they were about to break, and every joint was turning white.

Calvin could clearly feel the changes in Virgil's body—almost the moment he touched Virgil's lips, the hardness of the young man's astonishing heat was transmitted to Calvin through the shuddering touch.

"……No."

Virgil's lips twitched.

Under Calvin's body, every muscle was trembling slightly.

Calvin barely heard the words that escaped his lips.

"what?"

"I didn't—I mean—I approached you with the intention of doing this to you!"

Virgil suddenly burst out, he grabbed Calvin violently, and turned over.

He pressed heavily on Calvin's body.

The mint-colored pupils were a wonderful dark green in the shadows.

"You're beautiful, Calvin, you're the most perfect human being I've ever known—I, I really can't resist my own physical urges, but I've never had any dirty thoughts about you, I just Pure yearning to be near you. You are pure, very pure..."

"Shut up." Calvin coldly interrupted Virgil, "Don't put that disgusting word on me, and I don't care about your so-called 'beauty' and 'desire'. Do you want to talk to me tonight? I do?"

"Uh..." Virgil froze for a moment, and before waiting for his answer, Calvin had already pushed him away from him and stood up.

"Go to hell." He cursed, and then pulled up the bathrobe that had slipped from his waist.A strong gaze landed on his back, and when he turned his head, he only saw Virgil who was stumbling up from the ground slowly.

"You make me want to punch you."

Calvin said he fumbled for a cigarette from his smelly old clothes.Soon, the pungent smoke of inferior cigarettes filled Vigili's luxurious living room.

Vigily sat awkwardly on the other side of the sofa, his hands intentionally or unintentionally covering some abrupt protrusions on his lower body, it could be seen that he was still not at peace, at least from a physical point of view.

"This is wrong..." Suddenly, Virgili lowered his eyes and said in a low voice. "You're just too sad."

"..."

Calvin spit out an eye circle, without saying a word, he stretched out his hand and gestured a middle finger in the direction of Vigily.

"The look in your eyes...you looked like you were about to cry. I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do about it."

Virgili continued, his voice slightly softer.

Calvin fell backwards abruptly, uttering a deliberate groan of pain.

"I just don't want to be your human-shaped masturbation cup," Virgili bit his lip, and he didn't look at Calvin, "not to mention you don't even have any 'feelings'."

"..."

"You were pressing on me at the time, and I could feel your...that... Anyway, I was almost..." The blush on Virgil's face gradually deepened, "But you are still like that! No one can be here Can we continue in this situation-"

"Many people can." Calvin's tone was very irritable. "Oh my God, are you from a Disney movie? I'd rather you find another excuse, if you keep going like this with someone else I'm sure you should spend the rest of your life in Ah Toss. You better not tell me you did the same to your exes..."

Virgil fell silent suddenly.

Calvin suddenly turned his head and took a deep look at Virgil.

"Hey, wait, aren't you..."

"I don't have any exes."

Virgili said dryly to Calvin, the flush caused by the excitement just now remained under her eye sockets.

"Well, perhaps I should indeed go to Athos."

He said.

"Oh."

Calvin was stunned, he paused before continuing: "Should I say 'I'm sorry' at this time?"

Virgili looked away from Calvin's face: "We can change the subject."

"Okay..." After a few seconds, Calvin spread his hands towards Virgil, "Well, think about it, at least now I don't want to chop you into pieces and beat you into meat with a wall-breaker Then mixed high-concentration bleach and poured it into the sewer."

Virgil nudged Calvin's arm lightly in protest of his low concentration.

His ears still retain that bright red color.

"You look..."

"what?"

"You look better now than before."

Calvin paused, and he looked at Virgil in surprise.

The young master who always seemed dull and out of shape jumped up with his face flushed at this moment.

"I, I'm going to call—the previous call was accidentally cut off—"

He grabbed his cell phone and escaped from Calvin's sight in embarrassment.

Calvin watched his leaving back, and heaved a long, long sigh.